It was always easy to ignore the things she didn't wish to respond to. Tani chose not to hear it, to not remember it. She wanted to argue.
"No," she said, and the edge in her voice grew sharp. "I am a bookkeeper, not a warrior, and not some gods-forsaken infiltrator. I had no business being there, and I should have known as much. I should have said as much."
The fire was suddenly unfriendly. She turned her face away from it, closed her eyes too long for a blink, and opened them on Isabelle. Tani's eyes weren't friendly, either.
"No," she said, and the edge in her voice grew sharp. "I am a bookkeeper, not a warrior, and not some gods-forsaken infiltrator. I had no business being there, and I should have known as much. I should have said as much."
The fire was suddenly unfriendly. She turned her face away from it, closed her eyes too long for a blink, and opened them on Isabelle. Tani's eyes weren't friendly, either.
Precise. ⚜ Vivacious. ⚜ Wicked.
